She sat in the airport waiting for her flight to be called.  Thinking.  What was she doing here.  She's over 50, married, children, job, why was she here?  She's well past her sell by date.  It was all the damn computer's fault, if only she hadn't found that chat room.  Still she thought, made lots of new friends, had a life, and it was fun, always there when you had problems, always there to cheer you up, still..she should have stayed out of it.  It started innocently enough with.."can I whisper" she'd answered yes as she always did.  "I have a problem" said he.  That was the begining of two years of chatting, laughing sharing jokes and interests.  Then it changed.  "Why don't you come over" said he.  So here she was..thinking..and wondering what she was doing.  Should she go home.  Why? Should she go.. it was after all an adventure.  What if we don't like each other when we meet...what if we don't recognise each other.. oh the world is full of what if's.  No... don't go.  She sits there, thinking of all that had passed.. of all that she had.. but mostly of all that she'd lost.  Was this the answer. Get up and go home you fool, who wants anyone past their sell by date.. well he was no spring chicken either was he.. go on have an adventure.  Half an hour to boarding...what was she doing...she thought of her kids..they'd said go mum...why not.. you need a break...can't hurt anything...time you had a life... go for it... he sounds like a nice guy.  But then we all sound nice on the computer don't we.  He could be a raving loony for all I know. If my daughter had said she was doing what I'm now contemplating I'd have gone berserk...but then I'm old enough to know better aren't I?  But am I?  Fifteen minutes to boarding.  Three weeks away from home.. it would be an adventure..wouldn't it?  NO! Turn back go home don't do it she thought.  Too late...the flight is called, and she's now sitting on the plane.. too late to turn back now..so the adventure began.